Chapter 333: The Dragon Lady Extermination Battle
You know, if this Evil God really didn’t matter to the Dragon Lady, they wouldn’t have kicked off a redemption quest, right? Redemption quests are usually the crème de la crème of important tasks. Just look at Shen Shuyun’s memories—Chen Tianran would cut herself just to save her sister! There’s also that little girl from the spider, and Chen Yunshi’s Qian Mu.
But these redemption quests are a different kettle of fish compared to the Dragon Lady’s situation. They’re urgent. If you fail them, there’s no second chance, like the last slice of pizza at a party!
The Dragon Lady’s task may not be urgent, but to her, it’s just as crucial and vital as anyone else’s.
For others, the bl**d God is just another strong Evil God. For the Dragon Lady though? The bl**d God is her memories.
A hand crawled out of the Ghost Gate, gripping its edge, followed by a leg stepping through. Unlike other Evil Gods, the bl**d God was human-shaped. She didn’t even have that black misty state; it seemed like her body was cobbled together from Evil Ghost bits, then smoothed out to look like this.
A dark red aura filled the cramped space, and the stench of bl**d assaulted the senses, as if you’d tumbled into a battlefield stacked high with corpses. Just lovely!
If you didn’t know who the bl**d God was, you might think she was a living person! But once she stepped out of the Ghost Gate and the portal dimmed behind her, everyone noticed she looked almost identical to the Dragon Lady—only the Dragon Lady was, well, in her dragon form.
From face to figure, aside from a different vibe, she could practically be the Dragon Lady’s twin.
The bl**d God, draped in an ancient, tattered cloak, had her bloodshot eyes fixed on the Dragon Lady, ignoring Zhao Mingyue like she was a side dish for dinner. After all, the thought of Zhao Mingyue was as appetizing as a bowl of cold oatmeal when she had more pressing matters at hand.
“You’ve finally returned! I didn’t think you’d have the guts to come back here. Hahaha, but hey, if you didn’t, you’d be cursed forever! I’m so curious about how you’ve been all these years.”
“How does it feel being a sewer insect? This look really suits you, living in the dark forever, just a monster in everyone’s eyes, even your family would spit on you. With your slimy, disgusting scales, your nauseating vertical pupils, and that tongue you wish you could just chop off.”
“I mean, seriously, you are one dumb cookie!”
“I don’t understand why I’m the dark side and you’re the light, but now I get it. The split of souls isn’t a bad thing, got it? Your body is filled with all the garbage and negativity, which is like a makeover for me.”
The bl**d God was grinning like a maniac, her gaze dripping with arrogance. She stared at the Dragon Lady as if she was looking at some pathetic piece of trash—even though the Dragon Lady was her other half.
But the bl**d God was ashamed of it; she’d thought this for years. Why was she the dark side? Why was she stuck in the Ghost Gate while the trash was free outside?
She’d never considered the Dragon Lady anything more than a tool—a sewer cleaning device, if you will.
All she had to do was k*ll the Dragon Lady and absorb her, and her soul would be complete, while getting rid of all that bodily trash. So this was a win-win! Most importantly, she’d gain power! No more being that lowly human.
“I’ve waited too long for this day. I was even worried you’d kick the bucket in some dark corner, with no one the wiser, stinking and rotting away.”
“Has Zhao Mingyue been taking care of you all these years? That useless, crying burden finally knows what it’s like to be a drag, huh? That’s karma for her!”
As she said this, the bl**d God eyed the still-dazed Zhao Mingyue with the same trash-collecting gaze.
This is where the Dragon Lady miscalculated—she thought the bl**d God was eager to emerge due to her body and Zhao Mingyue. In reality, the bl**d God didn’t give two hoots about Zhao Mingyue, even thinking of making her into a believer puppet, so she wouldn’t be a liability.
“How have you been taking care of that insect? Crying at every turn? I bet you found some old man to support you, right? Given that the only thing you have going for you is your looks, you could definitely make a pretty penny.”
“An insect is still an insect! If I were her, I wouldn’t be living such a miserable life. Why even go to school? Just cash in on that body of yours!”
“That’s your only value. Or do you think you’re so precious? Like the Young Lady who’s supposed to be forever noble and pure?”
At this point, the bl**d God burst into laughter, a sound that made Zhao Mingyue’s teeth grind in irritation.
What kind of nonsense is this talking so harshly?
Meanwhile, Bai Yu and the Dragon Lady were silent, letting the bl**d God have her moment.
Not that they wanted to hear her jabs; Bai Yu was busy wrapping the whole house in her bl**d Threads and Tentacles.
They were used to the scenario of a loudmouth blabbering while they executed their plans. This type of idiot was their favorite enemy to deal with.
As for firing back with insults? Totally unnecessary! Once they took this thing out, they could mock it all they wanted, and it would feel oh-so-good.
Jumping into a frenzy and mocking without any plan? That’s just plain dumb!
Sure enough, the bl**d God didn’t realize what was happening until it was too late.
In her line of sight, the two-story house exploded into smithereens, leaving only a frame made up of bl**d Threads and Tentacles.
With the ground gone beneath her, in the blink of an eye, the bl**d Threads and Tentacles around her rapidly constricted, wrapping her up in a huge sphere.
The whole affair took less than two seconds—one moment the house was intact, and the next she was trapped!
Not only the bl**d God but even Li Qingtang was thrown off; she was setting up formations, and suddenly the whole place just went poof! If it weren’t for Bai Yu creating a barrier with her bl**d Threads, she’d have been buried under rubble!
The bl**d God was thrashing around, more and more bl**d Threads binding her.
She glared at Bai Yu, realizing those d*mn threads burst forth from that annoying brat!
In her vision, Bai Yu stood on a bl**d Thread, arms crossed, utterly devoid of emotion. Of course, in her heart, once that idiot started mocking Zhao Mingyue, she was a dead “bl**d God” walking.
“Dumbass,” the Dragon Lady scoffed, flickering into the air above the enormous bl**d Thread sphere.
With her hands clenching the sphere, as soon as her legs were lifted by the bl**d Threads, she shot a mocking grin at the bl**d God inside. Before the bl**d God could spit out a word, she raised a claw and plunged it into the space between the threads. Her sharp claws easily pierced the bl**d God’s chest.
“Loves to talk, huh? I have a question for you—do you Evil Gods have hearts?”
Shunk!
The Dragon Lady’s claws tore off half the bl**d God’s body, driving her into a frenzy. The Dragon Lady’s other claw also plunged in.
She grasped the bl**d God by the chin and mouth, ripping her half face and neck until they dissipated into thin, tiny bl**d Threads.
Now the bl**d God couldn’t speak; she could only glare at the Dragon Lady.
“Oops, sorry! Just couldn’t resist shutting that big mouth of yours forever!”
The Dragon Lady withdrew her hand, and the bl**d God, unable to struggle, was swiftly pierced by the extending bl**d Threads. In mere seconds, she was drained dry, her body turning black with clear stitching marks. Without control, her body was starting to crumble.
The bl**d God was literally stitched together from bl**d Lady flesh, ripe for Bai Yu to absorb. But considering that was the Dragon Lady’s soul, Bai Yu decided against it.
She hadn’t anticipated how full of herself this fool was. She and the Dragon Lady held back their presence, fearing that the bl**d God might hesitate to come out. To their surprise, it turned out exceptionally well; made this idiot think they were just soft targets.
“Oh, you’ve been waiting for me? Well, I’ve been waiting for you too, you know!”
“You dumbass! Did you really think you could separate from me and somehow be smarter? Instead, you’re just a n*ked, embarrassing disaster spinning in circles, nearly ruining my reputation!”
When the bl**d Threads had peeled back enough of the bl**d God’s exterior, Bai Yu directly released the bl**d God’s essence. A dark red mist coalesced in front of everyone, quickly shaping into a woman’s silhouette. Her features were blurred, but you could tell she wasn’t happy.
At this point, she was painfully aware of just how terrifying the energies of Bai Yu and the Dragon Lady truly were.
Not to mention the strength of the owner of these bl**d Threads, that Dragon Lady she had mocked earlier? Yeah, she seemed to be anything but easy to deal with… The Dragon form she exhibited didn’t seem to be the curse she cast; it was something far greater.
After all, she was the one who cast the spell; she knew all too well what it was supposed to do.
When had her curse ever become strong enough to turn someone into this powerhouse?
Wasn’t it supposed to morph them into a nasty, slimy reptile, twisted beyond recognition, unable to talk? A living corpse rotting away in bed, utterly mindless, yet aware, unable to control their body, reeking of decay and coated in a gooey mess of bacteria?
Eventually, just becoming a creature no one wanted, completely decayed and hidden from the sun.
Before the Dragon Lady had come, she had feared it might truly come to that, complicating her efforts to reach out to the Dragon Lady. So, she hadn’t made the curse too deep; she occasionally allowed her a slice of normalcy.
In her mind, it was the greatest grace she could offer the Dragon Lady.
She’d been sizing up the Dragon Lady for a while, and now it was unmistakable—the Dragon Lady’s transformation was related to her curse, but not in the way she thought. It had turned from a negative to a boost.
The bl**d mist figure didn’t flee; instead, it charged at the Dragon Lady, hell-bent on tearing her apart.
Waves of curse energy surged toward the Dragon Lady, but she was ready.
Taking a step back to dodge the bl**d God’s attack, against the curse energy rapidly approaching, the Dragon Lady smiled and murmured, “Bai Yu.”
Just as the curse energy encircled her body, a thin layer of bl**d Threads enveloped her, transforming into a black-red armor that emitted a dull, dark glow.
As expected, once the bl**d God’s curse power attached itself to her, the two curse energies began to consume each other. Looking at the end result, Bai Yu’s curse was slightly weaker, but still entirely effective in shielding the Dragon Lady from harm.
Before the curse could invade her body, she had all the time in the world to take out the bl**d God ten times over.
Beneath the helmet, the only visible features were the Dragon Lady’s sharpened red pupils. With this armor on, she looked more like a villain than ever before.
Turning around, the bl**d God seethed with anger. Her body scattered in mid-air, guided by dark intentions, and dark red spears began raining down from the bl**d mist like a storm onto the Dragon Lady.
Evil Gods don’t have many attack methods once their curse energy is spent. After that, they’re left with just one option—malicious thoughts.
Malicious thought attacks are pretty limited, and honestly pack less of a punch than some Evil Spirits.
This was exactly why Bai Yu didn’t go down the Evil God route; without their curse power, they’d lose about 60-80% of their strength.
Facing a torrential storm of spears, the Dragon Lady simply raised her hand and grabbed the strongest spear, declaring that the rest were mere camouflage to protect this one.
Not only that, but all the other spears aimed at her were promptly deflected.
Crushing the spear, the Dragon Lady narrowed her eyes.
“Chen Yunshi really gave me some good stuff.”
As she spoke, she leapt forward, and Bai Yu smartly created a staircase of bl**d Threads beneath her feet.
With a powerful flap of her dragon wings, she kicked into another gear, moving so quickly that to the bl**d God, it looked like just a shadow.
The bl**d God’s body reformed in the air, just as the Dragon Lady’s claws arrived.
A whooshing sound echoed through the air; the Dragon Lady literally barreled through the bl**d God’s body.
Her body passed through effortlessly, while her hands were enchanted with power from Chen Yunshi. Just that one move inflicted considerable damage upon the bl**d God, as evidenced by the red mist chunks she grasped tightly.
Without thinking, the Dragon Lady shoved pieces of the bl**d God’s body into her mouth, chomping away like a kid on cotton candy.
She couldn’t be bothered to figure out how to absorb the bl**d God’s essence; stuffing it down her gullet was a surefire method.
“Yuck! This is disgusting! Who would’ve thought my soul would taste like this?”
